Sunday, December 19, 2010

I remember the first time I saw my best girlfriend show up with a boyfriend that wasn’t white. I have to admit, it surprised me. Not that it was bad, it was just different. Different enough that she felt obligated to tell me why she was with him. He was good looking enough. There wasn’t a problem with that. He wasn’t thuggish. So she explained to me that she just felt so much more like he was manly. I must admit, her past boyfriends were such pushovers. They were so pussy whipped, it bored her. She met the guy at a mall, and started dating. The next thing I know, I’m watching her sit down as if she fell off a bicycle and hit her pussy on the curb. The sex with my boyfriend was fine, and I had my orgasms. But I never found myself saying what she was confessing as she sat, “Jesus, he fucked me so long and hard I feel like one big fuck toy, nothing else, just made to be fucked hard and left sore. I can still feel his cock overflowing my pussy it rammed it so deep.” When they broke up, she didn’t say a word about how much she loved him, all she cried about was, ‘I’m so addicted to his cock, I’ll never get over him.” She did. She married, divorced, and went back to black. I lost track of her when she moved to Chicago after meeting a girl with links to the Bulls. Jungle Fever impressed her so much sexually that she stopped being the prey and started hunting it on her own!

So now 5 years later, I’m about as far from being a virgin as a girl can get. But always with white guys (two Asians, but an hour after fucking them you want to fuck again, don’t know why.) I had had enough of this guy I’d been fucking and dating. (They don’t always go together.) He was cool, and all my girlfriends told me to put out the effort, that he was a keeper. But the truth is, I wasn’t feeling challenged, or very sexual with him. We’d have our role playing and other fetish fun. But I didn’t feel like a sexed up woman with him. The pressure inside me to need to be treated like a fuck toy, a woman relentlessly fucked in every hole, treated like I existed to make a man’s cock cum were growing to the point that I was picking fights with him. I’d fantasize about gang bangs, about cops forcing sex – anything to make up for the fact that I didn’t feel like a sex addicted slut going crazy for his cock.

That was my frame of mind when I had to fly to Dallas to my brother’s college graduation. I sat down on the plane and was happy to have the seat next to me open. But at the last minute, this really fit, 30-year old black man sat down, dressed really sharp. The plane took off, and we started to chat. He was returning home after his buddy’s bachelor party. It was not the best – his fiancé caught on and cancelled all the sexy games and stripper girl. He wasn’t too talkative, but there was something about him. When he looked at me, his eyes were very commanding, and his voice very authoritative. He didn’t make excuses for how he thought or acted, he was all man. I don’t remember when my pussy started reacting to his vibe, maybe it was when his hand breezed over my knee when he was putting the magazine back. Or it was when his eyes looked at my tits when I purposely opened a button. I was definitely wanting to press his buttons, but nothing I thought would lead to anything. I know he was into me, but we were both tired, since it was a 6 a.m. flight. I closed my eyes and pretended to nod to sleep, with my arms crossing my chest to push my tits out, and my skirt hiking up. That’s when I saw it. His cock. It was pushing up his pants, pointed right at my thigh. I thought nothing of it, until it kept on growing … and growing. He was wearing slacks to it became really obvious.

I could see him looking at my body, and so I squirmed around enough to make him want it more. My pussy was so wet, it throbbed. Wet pre cum started to stain his leg, and he began to get a little nervous. I wanted more! So I made sure that my fingers slipped to rest between my thighs, and this drove him crazy. We were playing it cool, not noticing how fast the time was going. Before we were ready, the announcer said that we were preparing for landing.

I had to pretend to wake up, and brushed my tits against his arm, then his face almost when I got my bag out. When we left the plane, it turns out we both just had carry on bags. We were both going to the same direction, and he had a rental SUV already booked for him, so I went ahead and took a ride with him.

On our way into town, I could see now that he had a very focused voice and it felt sexy. He was telling me what to do since we got off the plane. Not asking me, saying, “Go this way, “ and “Treat your man right and all the other troubles in life go away.” I was feeling submissive and his woman before we even touched. We were early and hungry so we stopped in at his place.

It was a nice condo, very masculine. It was hot enough for us both to prefer a beer chasing down a shot of tequila. I was on his deck, and after one of the shots, I was feeling even more sexual. I knew I was asking for it, but I had to bend over to supposedly get into my purse, but baby I needed that cock. And he didn’t hesitate. He slid his hand on my ass, and rubbed it with his hand. I backed it up instantly, and suddenly he’s ripping my clothes off and I’ve got my hand down his pants. Mother of God, that is what I call a COCK!

His lips were so full and sexy. I never sucked on lips that made me want to suck cock so bad in my life. And he knew it. He was talking to me like the slut I wanted to be, “Those lips were made for sucking my cock, slip that black snake in them and suck it.” Everything he said turned me on. And when that snake was out, it was not just the biggest cock, but the hardest! I could pound nails with it, and that was so sexy.

His skin was so soft and his ass so solid, his thighs flexed and his ass bulged as he drove his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t wait to have it in me. In seconds he literally picked me up like a sex toy and bent me over the sofa. I was right alongside a mirror, and watched his stroke his huge cock twice and line it up to my pussy. I opened my lips with my fingers knowing this was going to be a huge one. I watched his ass muscles flex as he shoved it in, all the time hollering how tight my white pussy was. Our black and white skin became a moving work of art as he drove it in and out, deeper and deeper. I never took so much hard cock in my life. And he was turning all animal. He totally dominated me with his voice and body.

The fucking went on and on. He came once, got a little bit softer, but then I sucked it and got it rock hard again. We fucked in a half dozen positions until I couldn’t take any more. We collapsed into a heap on the bed. In a few hours I woke up and he was all ready for round three. We fucked some more but my phone was ringing. I was so late.

He drove me to meet my family, and all the way I could not keep my hand off his cock. I did not realize it, but this would re-define the way I look at sex, men, black men, and me as a purely sexual animal. I had to go back to my boyfriend, but now when I want to cheat on him, the first person I want is my black man! He loves that he turned me solidly into a Jungle Fever player. The skin, the vibe, the dominance, the animal nature of the relationship is the greatest high the submissive side of me ever felt. And I want more!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Cum one, Cum all to the Carnal Carnival. Under this red top of sin and debauchery your deepest desires fulfilled, temptations of the flesh becoming reality. In this Circus of pleasures, let Brenda K. Giordano, ringleader, temptress and newest porn sensation to hit the big top supported by a plethora of the hottest most enticing porn stars and starlets,feed your perverse & raunchy appetites.

Cum One, Cum All – To the Land of CeCe Luminos and The Greatest Sex Show On Earth!

When P.T. Barnum said, “There’s a sucker born every minute,” he could have been looking through my Sex Playroom. Cock sucking to the right, tit sucking straight ahead, lips sucking over there, even ass sucking right behind you. A man with his cock stuck in a fake pussy machine while he’s tied to the wall. A woman sucking on a man who’s sucking a cock. And this is just the first things you see as you enter my domain.

Step right up! Sit right down! You’re going for the ride of your life!

The world here is a web, a labyrinth of distractions, when all you want is an E-Ticket to mindblowing sex. So it hit me – take the sexiest, the best and most beautiful where they want to go. Keep it moving. Feed their need for eye candy and sin. Like a circus, one fantastic act after another.

You’ve found me, however you did, and you’ll make this one of your favorite pathways to new sexual experiences, new dominance, new submission, new perversions and obsessions.

This is the ride that “You must be at least this tall and your cock at least this long and your tits at least this perfect and your tongue this good at oral” that your parents never let you go on with them.

You can feel it permeating you the moment that you give up yourself to the ride. You feel it– the feeling that the sex is pursued here so intensely that anything outside these walls simply doesn’t exist. You become part of this massive sexual energy so thick it moves like a spreading spore, enveloping you and pulling you into total hedonism. Caligula would envy me. The rumors are legendary. Caligula saw that the only way to keep the citizens and elite from realizing he was a weak ruler in a weakening empire was to smother them with so much sex that their ability to think dissolved. And I do the same, except my empire is not collapsing, it expands with every pussy and cock that enters.

The lights and the eye candy are the showcase. It’s the sex that’s the main attraction. Come to my amusement park of fetishes, of addictive sex, and of ever-rising needs to cum and cum again.

We’ll start out in the foyer. Those hot bodies in the latex, the feathers, the domme leather and chains beckon you to go deeper, for their position in the foyer is to whet your appetite, stoke your imagination, so that when you see the most titillating sex that plays right into your kinky fetish you hop out and get your fill. The ride takes you down, down, down.

Welcome to my dungeon, where all the fetishes of bondage, discipline, and torment into transformation are welcomed. The men and women screaming in lovely ecstasy come every moment they can to get more and more! Back up, bitch and I’ll tie you into bondage for one of my slaves to whip.

The hotel rooms cater to the Little Boy, the Little Girl, the Daddy, the breast feeding Mommy, the Baby Sitter and School Teacher. Some rooms are 5-Star, but others are the trashy, dark, dirty ones that fulfill those who love tracking down whores and making sex as dirty and wicked as hell.

Recharge your energy in the restaurant -- the oral delight of the smorgasbord of sexual deviance. Hope out and you will be sucked and fucked, eaten and fed pussy, cock, tits, asses – your mouth gets worked, and you enjoy being the glutton for orgasms that you are!

Imagine it, the ultimate sex ride and exploration of a new world of cum shots, clits, nipples, nipple clamps, gorgeous outfits that beckon you to ravage or be ravaged.You leave your old world behind, entering your special life, the life of total indulgence and satisfaction. You know you came her looking for this, you’ve accepted you cannot control your needs your fetishes demand. You know you want that cock in your mouth, that dominance, that surrender to your wicked self. Put it on autopilot and let me take over. I know what you want, and planted it in you with my alluring ways, my porn level sex rides and thrills. Give in and cum get it!

I have turned one of my domains into the most incredible sex arenas on SL. I know there are a lot of clubs, homes, and halls dedicated to any sex you wish to have. This is the only club of its type, because you are lured here, then I turn your fetishes loose to the point that they consume you

While most people enter any other sex club and see out what they wish, here, once the ball gets rolling, it’s nearly impossible to leave. That’s because of the detail, the people, and of course, Moi! Luckily, I have no limits on my sexual hunger.

Let me take over, and I’ll show you the sex you want, far beyond what you can think is your limit. For I am the wildest, sexiest, most wicked and impossible to resist creature in this world, and now I am in your mind, taking you where you need to go!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Good timing for you to finally wake up to the reality you call your life.

Give a liar enough rope, they’ll hang themselves.

Look around, and you have put yourself in a room with no friends. You hang by a noose with your feet barely able to reach the chair under you.

You find yourself here by no mistake of fate. If you could look closely at the noose you would find it to be made up of the digital tape you used to shoot your porn. If you had presented a more worthy example of porn, you would not be here because it would be hard to acquire your footage, but we found miles of it.

While the porn is the footage needed to dangle a body, the noose was tied by your lies. Each time you lied and pointed a paranoid, accusatory finger at your superior peers, you twisted the evidence of your sorry excuse for porn into the hangman’s noose that you now feel around your neck.

As with all hangman devices, you are safe until the platform you stand on falls from beneath you.

You will notice that there is a thick tube to the side of your mouth. The other end of that tube dips into a bowl of words that make up the lies you spread for no reason other than to feed your collapsing ego.

You now face a choice. Either you let your ego collapse by eating your words, or you let the chair collapse and hang you by your own sorry excuse for porn.

To make the words harder to swallow, they are made out of the shit that you call story and dialog.

Oh, and you might be tempted to get around this by using the clever device you use to add viewers to your own porn. But you will find out that saves no one. It just prolongs your agony by pointing a spotlight on your lack of supporters.

The clock is started.

Your either eat your words and admit your lies which will untie the noose around your neck … or the chair collapses when the bottom falls out of your reputation in Second Life. The choice is yours. Let the games begin Oops You Lose!!! Game Over.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Every woman has their secret pleasures, whether that is shopping, sex, working out, or getting such a make over that it really feels like a new moment or life. When the face has a new look it sticks in the mind, sort of like a moment that cannot be re-created. A magical moment that makes a woman feel fantastic.

Since I secretly am a pornstar, I go about these indulgences like all women. It’s just that when they’re talking about “doing something bold” I have to keep my mouth shut or I will let them know what I do best with just a slip of the tongue. My mind wanders in different ways than the women I eat lunch with, except of course the women that actually do know what I do. Then usually I am bombarded with questions: how big is the biggest cock you sucked or fucked – how many guys could you fuck? My fantasies are different, of course. I was told by a pro that had been in the biz a long time that I needed to not explore all my fantasies in the first month. I should hold on to some for as long as I can to keep me thinking there is always more I can explore sexually. The one fantasy that actually got me started in porn was sucking a lot of cock … especially the bukakke pictures I would see. I had always liked giving oral sex, even at the start of my sex life. I would think more of that than fucking.

Having a hard cock in my mouth and feeling the power of making it cum was so intoxicating. I would have to hide how much I loved it even from my girlfriends. Because if they knew what a total cumslut I was they would think I crossed the line.

After sucking enough cocks one at a time, the real fantasy was just the one – to see if I can cross that line and keep sucking one cock after another. The look on the faces of the pornstars I envied looked like they were out of their minds with pleasure, and overdose of sexual high. They did not even think, they would make one cock cum and just start sucking the next, needing that next flow of cum to make them more high. The vision of them when 4, 6, or 8 guys were hard, all waiting turns to unload cum on one girl’s face was such a turn on. Imagine how great that feels. One cock to suck after another, then when all got hard and wet and full, they quickly covered the face with load after load of cum. I wondered how many cocks realistically she could suck, which means how many I could suck. And while part of the mind puts limits, in the back of my mind was a voice telling me that I could go for an hour and not slow down. That is dozens of cocks … too many to count. And the sucking talent would get better and better every cock! Bukakke! So hot! Just about every boyfriend I talked to said it was so hot … but most would not let me do it. Or encourage it. Which made me want to do it even more, but know I had to keep it a secret.

This is what entered my mind when I was going to see my usual facial expert. It always does. Just the fact that it is called a facial and so is load after load of cum on the face makes the two the same thing. I didn’t realize it would be different this time, but it was because of a discussion I had right before I drove to the appointment. See this guy that is really popular with the girls wants to feel special, but also want to feel that rush of being with a girl who is so limitless in sexual talent and experience that it matches him. He has always given great oral sex. But says that a female is lucky because she has no problem finding limitless cocks to suck. I argued that even for a hot girl it’s not easy to do a bukakke train of cocks. He said all that needs to happen, since it becomes an obsession, is to cross the line and do it! I said it would need encouragement, but not with the boyfriend in the group. That would take away the pure sexuality of it.

So here I was lying down in the chair, listening to the dreamy music, while the facial girl did her job on me. I could feel her dab on the streaks of facial fluids, and then rub them in. They are warmed up here, so it is just like cum. She was telling me endless ways that facials are good for me. That I should get them all the time. And that men really respond so much better if I have a good facial. The afterglow of having facials is like a magic spell or elixer for both the receiver and any man that wanted her to look at him with those eyes and the face that loves having itself creamed. I started to drift to sleep, and her voice met up with the echoes of what my boyfriend told me, and then, that met up with my fantasies. Soon every time she stroked my face I could see it as a cock head. Oh my god I was getting so wet! I was almost feeling like I was on drugs, but I wasn’t. My mind was racing and filling with thoughts that I could really do this. But then there was always something holding me back.

I got finished and was still high on this thought when I turned on my phone and saw two calls from my boyfriend. He said he has an errand I had to do, right now. No delay. He had an address and said I had to go there and see if I see anything he would like. So I drive about 5 miles into a part of town I don’t know. Thank god for GPS. I find the place, and it is like a hang out after the gym. There were dozens of guys there, buff from a workout, wearing their gym shorts, some of them tight. I could see their bulges. When I got there, I was supposed to tell the owner I was there checking things out for my boyfriend. When I did that, the owner nodded, and asked me to take a seat until he got ready. While I sat down, I couldn’t help but notice how many guys seemed to walk around and sort of touch their cocks, which made them hard. Semi Hard anyway.

Wow these guys were sexy, but I was wondering what I was there for. Then the owner told me to follow him, and I walked into the back. There was a comfortable social club room. And then my phone rang. It was my boyfriend. All I heard was, “You want it, you want cocks cumming all at once on your face. Now it’s time. All these guys know how to do this and make it perfect for you. Get down on your knees bitch and show them you can take all their cocks and suck them dry.” I was startled, and one guy after the other entered. All were hot. The owner said that this is what I came for and to just give in and do it. I was so high from the desire and my heart was racing, then when the first cock was whipped out I knew I wanted to suck it. I heard my boyfriend say, “Don’t look at it, give in and start sucking. Suck it like a whore. Suck it with a purpose to let this take over and live out your fantasy.” His words keep echoing as one cock after another comes out. Then I see the owner push a soft stool out for me, and without thinking I was on it. The men surrounded me, four of them, and I started sucking and stroking. Oh my god this was more hot than I imagined. I was dripping wet myself.

I was letting myself be the total bukakke cumslut that had been growing as a fantasy for years. And all because my guy stepped aside and finally told me, like I was still hearing on the phone, “Do it, you want it! Be the cock slut you know you want to be! “ I set down the phone, and know he wanted to hear some of what I was doing. The men began to echo his voice, calling me a good bitch and cumslut as I started sucking. Now I wanted it so bad, and finally could enjoy giving in to it.

All the cocks got a great sucking, and they were stroking. Now there were five but I didn’t want a limit on it. When I sucked each head one more time, they let me have it! Blast after blast of hot, sexy, tasty cum! I got as much of it in my mouth as I could swallow as fast as I could, but just like my wishes, it was sexier to not be able to suck down all the cum I was making explode out.

I could hear his voice calling me a good cumslut and a good whore, a good cock sucking addict. And when they all came I felt wonderful, and so sexy and high. But then as he was talking, I realized this was not enough. I wanted more!

I could hear his voice talking to me more normally, saying, “Now, see, your fantasy was right all along, and you finally are so happy giving in to it. Now you’re complete.” But I was and wasn’t. I needed more. I thought, wow I could have done this the whole day I loved it so much.

When I heard him say, “Come home, tell me all about it “ I almost did, but then there was this more dominant voice saying, “You can’t stop now. You want more. And let’s see how many you can suck. “ There was this battle of wills in me, and then, one of the men came up and handed me $200. That was the final push. I not only was fulfilling my fantasy and loving it? I was getting paid for it? I am not stopping sucking! I picked up the phone and said, “You said you wanted this, and now that it has started, it isn’t stopping. I want more. So you will have to wait in line … after I suck to my hearts content.”

The owner was listening, and he had a list of places for me to go.

What I found out to my amazement was that there is no shortage of cocks to suck. I tried tranny cock, straight cock, gay cock , any time I could get more than one at a time was best. I found out that what is best is if I just shut off my mind and let the pleasure grow as I suck one after the other. There was a cool sort of switch in my mind that I could shut off and forget anything but going for more cocks. And the money was going to make someone very happy indeed.

The way it has turned out, I love being this cum slut addict for bukakke and lots of cock more than my old life with him. I keep it a secret, and he loves it, and knows that now, each time I go out on a bukakke craze, I love it more, and this becomes not an old desire but a growing desire. The more cocks I suck the more I want to see if I can top it. All I need is something to push that button for the day, and I will seek it out and do it. Otherwise, it is just a haunting voice saying, “You are a slut for cum and need more of it than you ever imagined.” My guy was worried he would lose out, so now we have an agreement. He gets all the pussy he wants, but I get al the cock I want first! He will call me when he is horny and talk to me, and build up the desire. Even when he is fucking other pussy I made it so that he thinks of all the cock I suck. I will call him when I am going to start sucking, and remind him that tits and nipples are like cocks to me, and I know he loves bit tits and sucking them. And if he sees a new girl with big tits and wants to fuck her, he knows our agreement is he talks to me and makes me go out and suck cock, lots of cock. Tons of cocks! The hotter the girl, the more cocks I get to suck. He said it makes him hot now when he is sucking a tit and tbinks of how much I love sucking cocks and will be sucking many soon. So it is up to him as much as me. When he wants me to suck – he sets it off. Or, if I want it, I make him think of tits and of me sucking, until he backs down and lets me get all I want.

He said I wanted it, and he was right. I knew I wanted it, but did not know how much it would be an uncontrollable need. But that is what makes it so hot and satisfying. I can’t stop it from growing. Oh, and the money? Most times I share it with him and he loves that too.

I cannot believe he let this loose in me. Finally my fantasy realized far deeper and more intense and uncontrollable than I ever imagined. But I begged for it. He even asked me a few times if I wanted it, and I kept saying Yes Yes do it, Yes . That was when we were fucking or just pillow talking. But then it became real. And though most people would say this would hurt a relationship, it bonds us tighter. He is the one to make it happen and the one who knows my secrets. And, it is actually making e fall in love. I can say that the more cock I suck the more love grows. Amazing. I want more and more.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Two thoughts come to mind when I read opinions from self absorbed people: one is the infamous novel The Slander, which I shall explain in a moment to those not versed in that wonderful looking glass into the frailties of egos we know as “satire.” The second idea in my mind is a quote from Confucious. “It is the clever man’s fate to outsmart himself.”

I read the comments from a trumpeting ego, veiled under the disguise of constructive criticism, and see it as an unhealthy body of jealousy. In The Slander, our lead male is supposedly superior to all the others. He sets himself above fault, a wise eye among fools, or so he thinks. He is so blinded by his own light that he comes on to the cook and as she shuns his kiss (and all house workers then were essentially whores too if attractive so rebuking a kiss is an insult he could not bear) he makes a ruckus, which attracts the eyes of a woman and man entering the kitchen area. It is his falsity of superiority that opens him up to his demise. He is so driven to put himself above others that he won’t stop talking about what others did or saw.

When truly an artist among peers, actions and mistakes can be taken at face value and used as ballast against the ego needed to create because your peer value you as one of them. But to the sychophant that hangs with the “in crowd” , and has the audacity to throw errant accusations at them, he loses his right to be coddled and accepted. His very action of forcing his voice to be accepted excludes him due to his deceit. The Slander fool thinks the only way to rise to the top is to put others down, And believes others must also do this to others. But he is so wrong it is painfully clear to others. He can only avoid being labeled a whorish man by not being a boorish man, but it is far too late for that.

The truth be told … no one questions his talent or virtue until he puts himself above his natural post. His lies took an otherwise accepted situation and put a spotlight on it, but that light has shifted to him. Alas he does himself in with his quotes and his doubts. Few will care about his topic, but all will remember he is not to be trusted, or admired. He will never shed this label as inept outsider,craving acceptance and admiration when it is foiled. Our clever man outsmarted himself. And is caught in his own web of slander.

So now he can only imagine the merciless truth we speak of him. It must haunt him in his solitude to want to be accepted and even revered, and know the opposite is going on. Oh yes, his name is being mentioned, but not in the way that he expected – not as the wise man shedding light for fans or the fucking princess. No, his name is mentioned with riducule. With disbelief that a woman or man can be this desperate that they think no one can see through their actions. What I love is the weakness that is obvious in both his words and in what is called his own inept porn. The fan base and numbers speak for themselves, and yes they are high due to the quality in the good videos that plenty of serious and creative people in the SL Porn Industry bring forth. I cannot wait for the next flop that is generated by this fool,our entire legion of creators and fans will have a Roast of the tedium he calls porn.

Bring it! We can barely wait. And don't rob yourself of the one true feeling and talent you have which is to feel humiliation. You know it well, as all those do that resort to this pathetic trickery. Don't rob us of the mockery you bring out of us so naturally you come to SL with a superiority complex that begs to be pissed on. The very fact you show your face shows the extent of your delusion. You're a joke. Not even a good one. Just a pathetic one.

sycophant [ˈsɪkəfənt]na person who uses flattery to win favour from individuals wielding influence; toady[from Latin sȳcophanta, from Greek sukophantēs, literally: the person showing a fig, apparently referring to the fig sign used in making an accusation, from sukon fig + phainein to show; sense probably developed from ``accuser'' to ``informer, flatterer'']

Thursday, December 2, 2010

I remember the first time I saw the Adult Book Store. I was just moving into a new apartment, taking over one that a college buddy of mine had rented for years. It was only 1 block from the beach. So this red-and-black one story building didn’t seem to fit in with the water-colored surf shops, bikini stores, sandwich shops, and liquor stores. I’m not much for X-rated, and with the Internet now I couldn’t figure out why the lot always had a few cars in it. It took a week for my buddy to move out, but on the last day he saw me looking at it as we drove past and said, “That’s the weirdest place I’ve ever walked into.” For me, sort of naieve about X-rated arenas, I just figured it was oddly decorated or had fetish porn only.

After settling in, I found the best sandwich places required that I walk right past it. For dozens of times I never even thought to walk in. But one time, two very hot girls entered with a dude, and that made me pay attention. I thought about going in but was so damn hungry. I had downed a shot of tequila, and chased that down with a beer. I had sneaked three tequila flight sized bottles into my pocket. I needed fish tacos. I got two small ones and two more beer. And sneaked one of the tequila shots. By the time I left I was pretty buzzed. Wow, those girls were hot. It was worth it to see if they were inside still.

When I walked in, the place was smaller than I thought it would be. The front had a sex toy area. The left had three narrow aisles of porn mags, with signs that said “Must Rent Mags If You Take Into Bathroom”. That was a first – borrowed jerk off mags. There was a divider in the mid –way point so I had to walk up and down the aisle past men reading porn to see if the girls were there. To the right there was a long wall of curtains. Black and red ones. I had no idea what was behind them, maybe private stripper shows I thought like peep shows, but needed to check this room out first. As I walked I remembered that the guys were eyeing me. I could not find the hot girls in there, but some of the mags were sexy. So I opened one up, got hard right away, but was still on a mission.

I walked to the third curtain opening toward the back (since that was where I was) and I was surprised to see that I was in an aisle and no either side were rooms. Toilet rooms actually. I thought maybe some would be peep shows, so I walked up and down. I could see into the rooms via the narrow vertical spaces and it seemed half were filled with guys looking toward the aisle. I went to the next row up the one in the middle of the store. These were the same, I could tell cuz the janitor was cleaning out one room, But what was different was that this row had doors going floor to ceiling. Looking in, the rooms had cushioned footstools of two heights – odd but I guess it’s for relaxing while jerking off. I noticed that two guys seemed to also need to check out the aisles right behind me, and figured they might be looking for the girls too. I ignored them but they seemed to be wandering. It was a perfect place to take a shot, and the bottles were cramming my pockets so I quickly drained the second to last bottle.

By now I had been hard a while, and that beer made me need to take a big piss. So I went into one of the rooms and shut the door. I stood at the toilet and felt good to let loose a good piss … but not as good as it must feel to the guy in the next stall because he let out a major moan that I heard through the wall. But wait, when I looked his way, I realized it wasn’t through the wall, it was heard from a hole in the wall. The hole was about belt high. At first I just wanted to wash my hands. But then I heard another moan, and the sound of a girl. Wow, maybe she is on the other side. So I bent down and looked in.

When I did, it took a while for my eyes to adjust … I saw a guy taking a pee. His cock seemed fat and big in his hand and he was having to pump out the pee, so I figured he had just cum and it was one of those times when you really need to piss but the cum muscles block it. I can relate, for sure. I heard the girl’s voice again, and I look to the opposite wall and see another hole! Oh wow, this place has holes in the wall to spy on people. That’s probably what my friend meant by weird. I figured I should get as good a story out of it and tell him later. I was thirsty again from the salty tacos so I downed a shot of tequila from the travel bottle. Then I go to the second hole, this time bolder because I had checked the other one,

When I look into it, I see the biggest hard on I’ve ever seen! It was cut, hard as rock, and fairly light in color. I would look away but wow this was big! The tequila must be hitting me because I remember going sort of dizzy. After taking a second to stand up, I had to see if it was that big again. I bent down and WOW it was right in front of the hole! It slide through the hole before I knew what was going on and it hit my check first then slid down toward my mouth. I was startled so I jumped back. The room was only 3 feet wide though so I was still so close that it seemed to aim right at my crotch, wagging but with an up angle. This guy was huge and proud of it. The tequila was really hitting me. I was not sure I wanted to go out, this was a new thing to me, and – well, this place was. I had touched a cock before, a few times when I was drunk in three ways in college. But nothing this big. I remembered suddenly a girlfriend that had fantasies of three way sex and me sucking the cock with her. All these thoughts came rushing into my mind as I was staring, and the next thing I know is I had downed the last shot and was hearing the guy say, “touch it.”

This was not only big, but I was curious how such a big cock could be rigid. In a way I wanted it to noodle-out when I pushed it down. So I did, but it was like an antennae. It sprung back up. My hand could barely get around most of it, and he moaned. So many ideas came to mind, and I guess it was the right cock at the right time. I started stroking it. It got even harder and the head swelled. My own cock was hard, and his cock disappeared and I saw his fingers jut in. I got dizzy seeing it and sort of drifted, and found myself pulling up a stool to kneel on. My own cock was hard enough to let out, but I felt small compared to him. Still I went over and stuck it through. I expected to feel a hand but suddenly there was a mouth sucking the hell out of it. Holy shit, I almost shot my load in a second – and to this guy! I had to stop and pulled out .. and looked in to see if he was still on his knees, maybe I could talk to him, figure this out. But no sooner was I on my knees when his massive cock came through. This time it was aimed to my mouth directly. I grabbed it to stop it, and held it hard, and that made the head swell up huge and the veins pulsed. I had never felt such power in a cock before and it was intoxicating.

Not much thought goes on, I just see the head, and the next thing I know my mouth opens and I put the head in. And in some more. He juts his hips and the cock slides in enough to fill my mouth . He moans. A nice stream of pre cum drips off and instinctively I lick it. Wow, that wasn’t so bad. In fact it was natural. I wanted to stroke it a bit, and sure enough more pre cum. I needed to see how big this guy would get before he cums. I am new at this but I had instructed a few girls on how to give great head. I had no idea how naturally it would come to me. I was smoothly sucking and stroking. This was getting sexier and sexier. I had always been really oral with girlfriends. I loved how soft the skin was, and also loved seeing that my mouth and tongue could turn them on. And this was so much like it, only sexier, more to play with, and I had a sense of power knowing I could make him cum. A few seconds the idea of “what the fuck am I doing sucking his cock “ entered my mind. But, the truth is, my own cock was wet with cum. I had to take a break, my mouth was not used to this, and I needed a better position on the stool.

That was when I realized that the guy to the other side was watching. As soon as I took a break, he shoved his cock in. I needed a second of mouth break time, so I stroked his too. His was not so big, but was a good one with a hard head. I laughed at myself, sitting on a stool, with a hard cock in both hands. I blamed it on drinking .But really it was so hot I could not really thing.

I put my mouth on the one that was smaller, and it was okay but not as sexy. I could tell the guy on the first side needed to cum. But so did the other guy. I had pulled down my pants to jerk off and saw my own cock needed cumming. So I started sucking the huge cock again. But in a natural way, my ass rose up and started to be a target for the second cock. He looked in and whispered, “back that ass up.” No way, I thought at first. It was new enough for me to be sucking one. Sure, I had at times shoved dildos up my ass to experiment. And two girlfriends stuck their fingers up my ass when having sex. My ass was slick from the cum that had been dripping off my cock. I couldn’t get enough of the huge cock into my mouth at this angle. My ass was right in front of the second hole.

I didn’t care, I wanted that huge cock to cum. I had to see how much he could shoot. I sucked hard and well and could hear him building up. Then I could feel it. Wow what a sense of accomplishment, I was making the first cock cum, and it was a big cock at that. I was bent over, staring at it, stroking it and licking the head when the first blast came out. I had seen big loads in porno but didn’t expect one right now! My mouth was open, and I figured that I would maybe not be able to go through with swallowing, so when it sprayed out, it hit my face like a stream of hot piss! I opened my mouth and closed my eyes and the second spray was even bigger. With my eyes closed I lost balance and leaned back – RIGHT ON TO THE OTHER COCK! It didn’t go in, it almost did, and this first huge cock kept on spraying me! My asshole was moving side to side and the second cock was all over it, trying to get in. I got my balance and just had to taste some of that cum left. So I started sucking. To my amazement, not only did I like it, but his cock stayed hard.

I got really turned on and was sucking it hard enough to get it hard as rock. My moving around lined up my ass finally, and the second cock was there. I leaned back a little. Now was this amazing positioning that I am sure they planned. My mouth could suck the cock and my ass could just barely take in the second cock if I positioned the stool just right.

And sure enough, when I felt the huge cock ram into my mouth my ass worked its way back a few inches. Each time the second cock rode in a little deeper. The rhythm worked out slowly until I could rock between the two cocks, taking one in my mouth and one in my ass. If it did not feel so unreal and hot I would stop. The one in my ass hurt as it drove in, but the one in my mouth tasted so good and I knew I would never get this huge a cock in my mouth again. Nothing else was in my mind but the feeling of how this cock was starting to hit my prostate and make me hard and drip cum. My own cock wagged under me, harder and harder. I didn’t realize how amazing this would feel to have a cock in my ass. I was breathing so hard! The cock in my mouth was already loaded up for a second shot.

By now the cock was 2/3 up my ass, but I didn’t know it. I thought it was all the way up. The huge cock shot out cum, and my mouth took it this time. But in a frenzy I wanted more cock up my ass! I pushed down hard on it and realized it had another inch or two to go. I whimpered cuz it hurt, but by the third thrust I knew I was loosening up and could take it all. I backed up and the cock was now steadily hitting my G spot. My own orgasm was building, and then suddenly I realized how much I was moaning. I could see the first huge cock pull out and go away. In a few seconds the cock inside my ass felt bigger then it came ! I pulled off it hard and fast and it shot into the room, Since my own orgasm was happening I could only fall onto the floor and stool.

As cum soaked my stomach from both my cock and the ass cock, I was literally out of my mind with the hot sexy frenzy. I didn’t know who I was or where I was. It took a while to recover. I was trying to process the thoughts. Had I really just sucked my first cock and made it cum twice? Was one really up my ass? Was I this drunk and sexed up? I was just getting it together and standing. My pants were down so I pulled them up. I was still dizzy and my face in the mirror was slick with sweat. I washed my face, there was cum in my hair and shoulder area. I wiped it off. And felt better. I think I was returning to rational thought.

That’s when I saw them – two new cocks sticking in. I thought NO WAY. I need to think. But, as I was at the sink, my hand just had to touch the cock sticking through. In a second I knew that I was going to go for it. Was this for me? Was this the beginning? Maybe I should wait and figure this out. Or maybe I should after I try a few more so I have more data to work on. That second cock isn’t a cut cock, wonder how that feels. And the balls on the second cock were twice as big as any I had seen ever. I bet that explodes like nothing I have seen. Is this just the beginning of a long night? Part of me says, “I sure hope so.”

Now it has been six months living there. My buddy had broken up with his girlfriend and asked if I wanted to continue the lease because he wanted back in the area. But I had found that by far the most addicting and secret high was just down the street. My mouth had become a magic suck tool, and I loved cock more than I imagined. I was staying!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Introducing Officer Lexenstar, a long time street cop of SL's finest boys in blue, on routine patrol at Lakeview Car Park, used by the sinners that frequent it for raunchy outdoor sex. Spotting these two particular sinners officer Lexenstar flashes his red and blues and catches them in the act and this time he is judge, jury and fornicator. Click Below and Watch Now!!